Redtail Rise I do what I want when I feel like it

Arion was pulled out of his thoughts when Saena spoke to him, saying that 'we' would make sure the pack gets to safety. An amused smile tugged at the corner of the chocolate warrior's lips, and he turned his head to shoot his leader a glance. "We?" he asked, his tone amused and shook his head. The stallion was only a packmate after all, a subordinate. Sure, he was Gamma, at the top of the subordinates but in the end, that was all he was. A subordinate.

"You don't need to locate all the members of the pack and tell them the news personally. No Redtail wolf is stupid. All you or Reek have to do his howl a message, and the pack will get it. 'We' ain't doing nothing, you know." Saena and Reek were going to do all the necessary leadership work, getting packmates to safety, yada yada yada. Arion, on the other hand, as a subordinate, would only hear the howl and retreat to his den.

Arion was perceptive enough to know that Reek and Saena were treating him like he was the Beta of the Rise. He wasn't stupid, in fact, that was the last thing he was. The Greek simply didn't care about that, he didn't give a rat's ass on what they thought because it wasn't official. So until it was official, Arion was going to do the work of a subordinate, and a subordinate only. He found it unfair for them to be treating him like he was supposed to do that kind of job, but did not find it fit to officially name him. That was stupid. Arion only did these things if there were benefits to it. He weighted the advantages and the disadvantages and chose his best option. They should know. They knew him long enough to know that he only did what he wanted to do when he wanted to do it.

Arion offered his leader a non-committal shrug to her next words of the pack being okay. There was nothing else to say.